After studying at Northwestern for two years, I’ve come to know Evanston winters quite well. The days and nights are cold, dull and gloomy. Most of the time, I don’t want to go out and my mood takes a dip. Days go by without seeing the sun and I ask myself if I ever really knew anything else. But sometimes, Northwestern can surprise me.
I wanted to escape Evanston so badly, which is why I studied abroad in London. Leaving the city for a bit made me come back with new eyes. After buying groceries last Saturday, I expected to stay inside and work. But as I sat down by the dinner table, I noticed the sunlight pouring through the window. Grab your camera and go.
Here’s to Northwestern, to sitting by the Lakefill, to fighting the winds that fly over Lake Michigan and to walking through -20 degree Celsius to get to class—it’s a pain in the a** sometimes but other times, it’s home.